Desdemona

Sittin' at a red light
Playin' with the head light
Nothin' heavy on my mind

Stuck in Arizona
Thinkin' Desdemona
Wonderin' what I'm gonna find

Could it be a real blonde
Maybe feelin' real fond
Of a country boy like me

Never find romances 
Without takin' chances
Guess I'll have to wait and see

Wander random, wander tandem
Makes no difference that I can tell
Been to mountains, seen the fountains
Maybe the desert will treat me well

Mona's what I called her
'Til her love did falter
Called her things you shouldn't hear

Decided to wander
Gave no thought to ponder
Been ramblin' now 'bout a year

Wander random, wander tandem
Makes no difference that I can tell
Been to mountains, seen the fountains
Maybe the desert will treat me well


7-31-19
Contest: Invitation to Play
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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